I'm making my new years resolution early this year - not to fall on the ice and break something.
Also, fuck Burger King.
Jayne is a girl's name.
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Natter 55: It's the 55th Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
tommyrot - Dec 10, 2007 9:52:04 am PST #6484 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Connie Neil - Dec 10, 2007 9:52:32 am PST #6485 of 10001
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Also from the Masterpiece Theatre piece
Other films include . . . “My Boy Jack,” starring Daniel Radcliffe, of the Harry Potter movies, playing the son of the author Rudyard Kipling . . . ."
Nora Deirdre - Dec 10, 2007 9:53:53 am PST #6486 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I'm making my new years resolution early this year - not to fall on the ice and break something.
Also, fuck Burger King.
Er, are you OK, tommy?
Scrappy - Dec 10, 2007 9:54:13 am PST #6487 of 10001
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
My assistant had an emergency appendectomy this weekend. Poor thing! I have to keep jumping up to run to the front and accept deliveries--which is actually good, since I TOTALLY need the exercise.
tommyrot - Dec 10, 2007 9:56:03 am PST #6488 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Er, are you OK, tommy?
Yeah, I caught myself before I fell. But it's still annoying, as I was watching the sidewalk carefully looking for ice and I still slipped on a patch I didn't see.
And we get more freezing rain tonight....
hippocampus - Dec 10, 2007 9:56:12 am PST #6489 of 10001
not your mom's socks.
I just bagged out of a marketing research survey after the third question... don't know why but we saw that this firm had called twice this weekend after 7, and I wanted to just stop the calling when I answered. The second question was 'are you in the 30-65 age range' and when I said yes and her third question was 'what is your age?' I just sort of said 'within that range' and didn't feel like saying '35? What of it?', but the caller said "you don't want to tell me your age?" and I realized that I really didn't. No idea why. so I asked to quit the survey and get taken off the call list. I hope I was nice about it.
Nora Deirdre - Dec 10, 2007 9:59:16 am PST #6490 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
Yeah, I caught myself before I fell. But it's still annoying, as I was watching the sidewalk carefully looking for ice and I still slipped on a patch I didn't see.
This happened to me the other night. We were making our way to the Walgreen's for some Ben & Jerry's ($2 pints!) and looking so hard and walking so carefully and I still totally fell on my ass. I didn't hurt myself though... I credit that to the couple of beers I'd had previously relaxing me!
beekaytee - Dec 10, 2007 10:00:37 am PST #6491 of 10001
Compassionately intolerant
I asked to quit the survey and get taken off the call list. I hope I was nice about it.
Good for you Sox. If it isn't a pleasant experience, why do it? I'm generally pretty charitable around surveys...mostly because I would not want that job...but sometimes it just isn't worth it.
msbelle - Dec 10, 2007 10:01:48 am PST #6492 of 10001
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
Also, fuck Burger King.
such a sad sentence.
§ ita § - Dec 10, 2007 10:02:55 am PST #6493 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I got into an argument with the last phone survey person that called me. It was a post-signup T Mobile satisfaction survey and it was by far the worst part of signing up.
She insisted I give her an answer for a question that didn't apply--it was about the selection of phones available. Since I already had a phone, it was totally moot. But she didn't seem willing to skip the question without making me choose. I told her I'd have to hang up otherwise, and she somehow made it past. I don't know if the woman who'd helped me ended up dinged or praised, but I was so stuck in the principle of the whole thing I couldn't back out.